The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-05-09
GO AND TELL 1T TO JESUS
TALMAGE TAKES A LESSON FROM
JOHN THE BAPTISTS DEATH.

The Disciples When Overcome by
Grief Went to Their Master-An Ex-
ample Which Sin-Burdened Human
ity Must Follow ifSalvationi is Wanted
Emigration from Time to Eternity.
BROOKLYN, May Sat the Tabernacle
this morning, the Rev T. Dewitt Talmage,
D. D., gave notice of the annual pilgrimage
of his congregation, which, this year, will
be to Martha's Vineyard, Mass. 1t will be-
gin July and end July Z. DR.. Talmage
will preach ct Martha's Vineyard on July
3, and deliver an grafton on July T. Con-
gregational singing at the tabernacle is led
by a cornet and organ. A boy choir chants
twice during the service. The hymn sung
by the congregation this morning begins:
''Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear,
1t is not night if Thou be near"
DR.. Talmage's text was: ''And His disci-
pies went and told Jesus. Matthew xiv, IL.
He said:
An outrageous assassination had just
taken place. To appeaSe a revengeful
woman, King Herod ordered the death of
that noble, self-sacrifcing Christian,
John the Baptist. The group of
the disciples were thrown into grief
utterly defenseless. There was no authority
to which they could appeal, and yet grief
must always find expression. Ii there be no
human eao to hear it, then the agonized
soul will cry it aloud to the winds and the
woods and the waters But there was an
ear that was willing to listen. There is a
tender pathos, and at the same time a most
admirable picture, in the words of my text:
''They went and told Jesus" He could un-
derstand all their grief, and He Immediately
soothed it. Our burdens are not more than
half SO heavy to carry if another is thrust
under the other end of them.
Here we find Christ, His brow shadowed
with grief, standing amid the group of dis
ciples, who, with tears, and violent gesti-
culations, and wringing of hands, and out
cry of bereavement, are expressing their
woe. Raphael, with his sl1illful brush put
ting upon the walls of a palace some scene
of sacred story; gave not so slkillful a stroke
as when the plain hand of the evangelist
writes: "They went and told Jesus"
The old Cloths and Vandals once came
down upon Italy from the North of Europe,
and they upset the gardens, and they broke
down the altaTs, and swept away every
thing that was good and beautiful. So
there is ever and anon in the history of all
the sons and daughters of our race an in
cursion of rough-handed troubles that come
to plunder and ranSack and put to the
torch all that men highly prize. There is
no cave so deeply cleft into the mountains
as to allow us shelter, and the foot of
feetest couTsers can not bear us beyond the
quick pursuit The arrows they put to the
string fly with unerring dart, until we fall
pierced and stunned.
feel that bring to you most appropri-
ate message. l mean to bind up all your
griefs into bundle, and set them on fire
with a spark from Gods altar. The same
prescription that cured the sorrow of the
disciples will cure all your heartaches.
have read that when Godfrey and his army
marched out to capture Jerusalem, as they
came over the hills, at the first flash of the
pinnacles of that beautiful city, the army
that had marched in silence lifted a shout
that made the earth tremble O., you
soldiers of Jesus Christ, marching on to-
ward heaven, | would that to-day, by some
CLEAN from the palace of Gods mercy and
Gods strength, you might be lifted into
great rejoicing, and that before this service
is ended you might raise one glad hosanna
to the Lord!
In the first place, | commend the behavior
of these disciples to all those in this audience
who are sinful and unpardoned. There
| comes time in almost every mans history
when he feels from some source that he has
an erring nature The thought may not
have such heft as to fell him. 1t may be
only like the flash in an evening cloud just
after very hot summer day One man to
get rid of that impression viii go to prayer
another will stimulate himself by ardent
spirits, and another man will dive deeper in
secularitieS But sometimes a man cannot
get rid of these impressions The fact IS,
when a man finds out that his eternity is
poised upon perfect uncertainty, and that
the next moment his foot may slip, he must
do something violent to make himself forget
l.. -, l. .,.l,,, a 10,
If there are any here who have resolved
that they would rather >dIe of this awful
cancer of sin than to have the heavenly sur
geon cut it out, let me say, my dear brother,
you mingle for yourself a bitter cup. You
f1y in the face of your everlasting interests
You crouch under yoke and you bite the
dust, when this moment you might rise up
crowned conquerer Driven and per-
picked and harassed as you have been by
sin, go and tell Jesus. To relax the grip Of
death from your soul, and plant your un-
shackled feet upon the golden throne,
Christ let the torture of the bloody mount
transfix Him. With the beam of His own
cross He will break down the door of your
dungeon. From the thorns of His own
crown He will pick enough gems to make
your brow blaze with eternal victory. In
every tear on His wet cheek; in every cash
of His side; in every long, blackening mark
of laceration from shoulder to shoulder; in
the grave-shattering, heaven-storming
death groan, | hear Him say: Him that
cometh unto Me- l will in no wise cast you
OUT
"Oh," but you say, 'instead of curing my
wound you want to make another wound,
namely; that of conviction Have you
never known q surgeon 60 come and find a
chronic disease, and then with sharp caustic
burn it all out! So the grace of God comes
TO the old sore of sin. IL has long been
ranking there, but by divine grace it is
burned out through these fires of conviction,
'the flesh coming again as the flesh of u
little child;n "where sin abounded, grace
much more aboundeth.p With the ten
thousand unpardoned sins of your life go
and tell Jesus. You will never get rid of
your sins in any other way; and remember
that the broad invitation which l extend TO
You will not always be extended.
King Alfred, before modern timepieces
were invented, used to divide the day into
three parts, eight hours each and then had
three wax candles. BY the time the first
candle had burned to the socket eight hours
had gone, and when the second candle had
burned to the socket another eight hours had
gone and when all the three candles were
gone out then the day had passed Oh, that
some of us instead Of calculating our days,
and nights, and years by any earthly time
piece, might calculate them by the numbers
of opportunities and mercies which are
burning down and burning out, never to be